He takes the daughter to a room filled with straw.
If you do not turn all this straw to gold by tomorrow, I will kill you.
“Oh no, I cannot really turn straw into gold! The king is going to kill me!”
“Why are you crying?”
“The king is going to kill me if I do not turn this straw into gold tonight! It cannot be done!”
“It can be done! I can do it! What will you give me?”
I like this necklace. I will do it for you.
The strange man uses a spinning wheel to turn the straw into gold.
The king is amazed. But he wants more. He takes her to an even bigger room.
Oh no! This room has more straw than the last room! If only the strange little man could come again!
This time, the strange little man says he will do it for her ring.
Again, the king is amazed! But he wants even more. He takes her to an even bigger room. He tells her, “If you turn all of this straw into gold, I will marry you and you will be the queen”
The strange little man comes again. He says, “Do you want me to do it again?”
The woman says, “The king said he would marry me if I could do this, but I do not have anything to give you! I only had that necklace and that ring.”
The strange little man happily starts working again!
The king marries the woman.
The king and queen have their first baby.
“I am here for my payment, Queen,” the strange little man says. “You agreed to give me your first baby, so please give me the baby.”
She says she will give him anything he wants, but not the baby.
He says, “No, I only want the baby.”
“Please! I do not want to give you my baby!”
He says, “We can play a game…”
“If you can guess my name, I will let you keep your baby. You have three days.”
She lays in bed and tries to think of his name.
The messenger goes to get names.
The queen reads every name in the kingdom.
“John?”
“No.”
“Steven?”
“Nope.”
“Am I close?”
“Hahaha. No.”
Now the messenger goes to another country to get names.
He sees something very strange.
The queen reads every name in the kingdom.
“Gerald?”
“No.”
“Harry?”
“Nope.”
…
The messenger sees a strange little man dancing and singing around a fire.
Tonight tonight, my plans I make,
Tomorrow tomorrow, the baby I take.
The Queen will never win the game,
Rumpelstiltskin is my name!
“I do not have new names, but I saw a strange little man…”
The Queen “guesses” again, “Is your name Stefanapolous?”
“No!”
“Is your name Shamalamafoofoo?”
“Noooo 🙂”
“Is your name Rumpelstiltskin?”
He gets so mad he grabs his foot and rips himself in half.